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Lyrics

[Intro] (Let the band play) [Chorus] Boy, your diamonds don't hit hard like this (No) That cash you got ain't large as this (Yeah) Your cars don't go as fast as this (Skrrt) 1.2 mill', you add the shit (Stop lyin') Old school, all four wheels on gold Algerian, you ain't bold as this (Woo) All my hitters trained to go, on go, you don't want smoke with this (No) [Verse] Wake, wake up, I pick up a bag, the shit you save, I blow this shit (Blow it) Your ho in my DM tryna link, can't even control your bitch (Hey) Racks on me, can barely fit, big Drac', big clip, I never miss (Boom) Separate me from the rest, real life, I really live this shit (I do) I'm really gettin' money (Hey), you see it, I run it (I run it) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me, I'm bein' honest, they ain't even touch a hundrеd (No) Run through your bag on the weekend, that shit you flashin' ain't evеn no money (Woo) I blow this shit at the dice game, not on my level, I'm way out your budget, it's nothin' (Stop lyin') I just pull out the old school to remind 'em, I had a Carbon 15 right beside me (You lyin') Earlier paid a hundred for a line (Ayy), in a jumpsuit with two chains full of diamonds They see me out, they get the hidin', know I got more work than an assignment (More work) Throw on this AP and fuck up the climate (Climate) Smokin' on prezi', y'all smokin' on sour It's mid you smokin', don't want you beside me (No) Got shooters beside me, every Glock you see got bodies (On God) More ice than hockey (Ice), J's high, Whitney, Bobby (Woo) Your bitch head sloppy, I'm trap god, they watch me (Trap) [Chorus] Boy, boy, your diamonds don't hit hard like this (No) That cash you got ain't large as this (Yeah) Your cars don't go as fast as this (Skrrt) 1.2 mill', you add the shit (Stop lyin') Old school, all four wheels on gold Algerian, you ain't bold as this (Woo) All my hitters trained to go, on go, you don't want smoke with this (No)